In our first home we had to strip our backyard down to dirt and level everything out before adding grass and landscaping. One day while I was digging, or weeding, or leveling, because that’s all we did in our backyard for many months, I was around our back fence when suddenly the ground below one of my legs collapsed. In that moment, my life flashed before my eyes as I saw myself falling into a giant sewer and being carried out to sea! Fortunately I threw myself backwards and landed on the ground with only my leg in the hole… a hole that was (luckily) not a sewer, but was caused by a rusted out, old, buried aluminum trashcan. We have no idea why there was an entirely buried trashcan in our backyard just waiting for me to fall into it, but there ya go.
Where exactly am I going with this rusty things buried story? Well, we have a back corner of our new yard in the new house that was being taken over by ivy. Some was starting to climb up trees so before it got too far I wanted to cut cut it off. Meanwhile, there was something kind of large and entirely hidden from view under this plant.
Now our new backyard and our old backyard have at least one thing in common, I just wish it wasn’t cylindrical and rusty. But at least I didn’t fall into it this time! The above is actually after I already started cutting away at the ivy since it was completely unnoticeable before. Can’t tell what it is yet?
That’s right, a rusted out steel drum. It looks like at one point it had a lid to it that disintegrated which means, bonus: it was completely full of disgusting rain water. And why would this be hanging out in the yard?
I believe it may have been used for the hot ashes from the fireplace that it’s right next to. We’ve been told that the fireplace actually is something the city technically allows as something that has been grandfathered in but this one is under the canopy of some trees so we’re not likely to use it for backyard get togethers any time soon. The fireplace and the drum appear to have been here for long enough that the tree has started eating it. You can also see how high the water was in the picture below.
Since I wouldn’t have been able to tip it over to drain the water with the tree growing into it, I had to use a chisel and hammer to make a hole so that the water could drain. Because standing water is kind of a disgusting no-no.
It just took a few whacks with the hammer and chisel to make enough of a hole that the water pressure allowed any sediment to clear and water came gushing out. It’s now drained but still quite full of tree debris. I’m thinking the entire removal of this guy is probably going to be a husband job? After all, I was the one who had to use the hammer to smash some of the monstrous spiders that emerged from this ancient artifact. Sometimes I have to be a team player!